Witnessing history

We couldn't help ourselves.  When the Rangers won the pennant, we just had to see them play in the World Series.  We secured tickets to Game 5 and kept our fingers crossed that there would in fact be a Game 5.  And that there was.  The Rangers came into it down 3 games to 1 against the San Francisco Giants.  Of course we wanted a win, but mostly we were just excited about the experience.

We got to the ballpark before the gates even opened (which was unintentional).  There was already a huge crowd in line and I'm guessing they were all aware of when the gates opened and chose to stand there and wait.

As if she wasn't already cute enough, I had to get her some antlers to wear.  It's a shame they didn't have a more positive impact on our base running.  Wait...what am I saying.  We couldn't even get on base in the first place!  Man, that was a bummer.  In any event, my kid looks ADORABLE in antlers!

We chilled in the outfield for a bit while Daddy tried to catch a ball during batting practice and picked up a couple of souvenirs.  In a miraculous twist of fate, a dear high school friend and her family found us sitting at a picnic table and came to say hi.  If not for Meagan, I don't think Savannah would have smiled for a single picture!  Thank you Meagan!  I knew they were going to be there, but with over 50,000 in attendance, I figured there was no chance we'd run into them.  So glad we did though!

Getting ready for the game to start.  Can you see the excitement in her face?  No...?  Hmm...weird.

Ah, more excitement!  I tell ya, this kid is outta control!

She won't remember it, but we sure will.  And I plan to tell her all about it some day.  She was perfect the entire time.  We left our house at 1:30 and got home after 11:00 and she didn't fuss once.  She'd eat.  She'd snooze.  She'd flirt with the people around us.  She'd pose for a picture.  She'd repeat the whole process.

Tough loss Rangers.  Let's shake it off and have another stellar season next year!